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I had a real adventure.
A railway (I often dream about railways, or at least I used to). I walk along the tracks, dodging electric trains (I've gotten quite good at it after n dreams). Then a tuned-up Toyota Camry arrives (yes, also on the railway) with all sorts of illuminated blue LED lights, tires, and other cool features. A rich guy gets out...
"Hey, what are you doing here?" Two guys, apparently from that rich guy's entourage, approach me and start hitting me with stun guns.
I start to resist, like, what's it to you? During the conversation, however, it turns out that they are not connected to that rich guy at all. It's just that I have a task, like in a spy movie. I was hired, and these two are watching me to make sure I do everything right. And I need to go to a certain street to continue the mission. And here I am, standing on the railway tracks, just chilling, haha.
Okay, I thank the guys for the reminder, recover from the stun gun (though they were more ticklish than painful), and go to complete the mission. And, of course, I would have gotten lost in this city with its strange Arab-like architecture, narrow streets, arches, and small squares with all sorts of clothes and carpets... But, fortunately, I have my faithful friend and companion with me – Black Fluffy Kitty. Yes, he's black and fluffy, and he shows me the way. Because, unlike me, he doesn't suffer from geographical ineptitude. And so, our path leads us through the Homeless Kitties Quarter. Legends say that these kitties are very dangerous and should never be provoked or attract their attention... Then I remember that Black Fluffy Kitty and I have another little kitten, also fluffy, but spotted, black and white. And here's the problem, he was following us all the time, but now he's fallen behind. I decided to call him so he could catch up:
"Kitty! Come here!"
And only then did I realize that I had made a fatal mistake... I turn around – and sure enough, two homeless kitties are already on me. I did provoke them; they reacted to "Kitty" and immediately pounced. Oh no, what am I going to do with two homeless kitties now? I already have two, and I can't feed them all! I try to get the kitties off me and wake up...
A railway (I often dream about railways, or at least I used to). I walk along the tracks, dodging electric trains (I've gotten quite good at it after n dreams). Then a tuned-up Toyota Camry arrives (yes, also on the railway) with all sorts of illuminated blue LED lights, tires, and other cool features. A rich guy gets out...
"Hey, what are you doing here?" Two guys, apparently from that rich guy's entourage, approach me and start hitting me with stun guns.
I start to resist, like, what's it to you? During the conversation, however, it turns out that they are not connected to that rich guy at all. It's just that I have a task, like in a spy movie. I was hired, and these two are watching me to make sure I do everything right. And I need to go to a certain street to continue the mission. And here I am, standing on the railway tracks, just chilling, haha.
Okay, I thank the guys for the reminder, recover from the stun gun (though they were more ticklish than painful), and go to complete the mission. And, of course, I would have gotten lost in this city with its strange Arab-like architecture, narrow streets, arches, and small squares with all sorts of clothes and carpets... But, fortunately, I have my faithful friend and companion with me – Black Fluffy Kitty. Yes, he's black and fluffy, and he shows me the way. Because, unlike me, he doesn't suffer from geographical ineptitude. And so, our path leads us through the Homeless Kitties Quarter. Legends say that these kitties are very dangerous and should never be provoked or attract their attention... Then I remember that Black Fluffy Kitty and I have another little kitten, also fluffy, but spotted, black and white. And here's the problem, he was following us all the time, but now he's fallen behind. I decided to call him so he could catch up:
"Kitty! Come here!"
And only then did I realize that I had made a fatal mistake... I turn around – and sure enough, two homeless kitties are already on me. I did provoke them; they reacted to "Kitty" and immediately pounced. Oh no, what am I going to do with two homeless kitties now? I already have two, and I can't feed them all! I try to get the kitties off me and wake up...